Once deep it dwelled, where currents softly swayed,
A water sprite, in coral castles played.
Gobfin Ignis, prince of ocean’s heart,
Dreamed not of flames, but played a watery part.
But hunger gnawed, the depths began to shrink,
Forcing scales to dry, on land’s unyielding brink.
With desperate steps, it left its home behind,
A fiery spark ignited in its mind.
From burning calories, a power fierce arose,
Volcanic rage, now blazing in its nose.
No longer prince, but king of flame and ash,
A creature reborn, defying fate’s harsh splash.
Yet embers hold a memory of blue,
A longing for the depths, a hidden, gentle hue.
So tread with care, near lava’s molten flow,
Respect the fury, the fiery undertow.
Offer not fear, but empathy’s embrace,
Acknowledge change, the scars upon its face.
With understanding’s hand, and kindness free,
Unravel secrets, of the flames and the deep sea.
Then in the dance of fire and moonlit tide,
The Gobfin Ignis, its true self will confide.
It shares its story, whispered through the heat,
Of water’s cradle, and a fiery spirit’s feat.
And as you leave, beneath the smoky sky,
A bond is forged, where two worlds gently lie.
For Gobfin Ignis, though forever changed,
Holds within its flame, a watery heart estranged.
So remember, friend, when flames dance bright and high,
The water’s whispers, in the fiery sigh.
For understanding hearts, can bridge the divide,
Where fire and water, forever reside.